Jan 24
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

Old joke – time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.

Or the post on my mom’s (Hi Mom!) fridge – Time flies, whether you’re having fun or not.

I am bringing back the keys, I miss them.

I am completely exhausted. I have been getting up early, 5:00am, to hit the gym before getting the first kid off to school, then the second kid off to school, then I start to make a postcard and then go to the barn where I clean 4 stalls, which is enough to feel like exercise but not enough to wipe me out completely, then I ride two horses. Today it was a little golden palomino, doing dressage figures; he is SO CUTE I’ll try to get a picture sometime. He is spooky and worried, so my job is to wear quiet clothes and ride steadily and keep him from getting over the bit or stiff or resistant. We worked on transitions today, staying round and forward in walk-trot/trot-walk transitions. Then the geezer horse, who is old and stiff and needs a half hour of walking every day. He was a level 4 dressage horse in his day, before he pulled a suspensory twice, so he knows great stuff, but he always starts out slow and jerky and crooked. We can do anything and everything, only at the walk: half pass and leg yield and shoulder in and haunches in and tiny circles and turn on the forehand and on the haunches. I spent a happy 10 minutes working on steering him without using the reins, just legs, with my hands in my pockets to keep me honest. And then I came home and walked up to get the little girl at school and came home and sat on the couch. Amen.